Paul gingerly tested his jaw. “Where d’you learn to fight like that, anyway?”
Keel gave him one of those looks. Paul wasn’t terribly surprised when he countered with a question of his own. “Where did you?”
Paul laughed. “Schoolyard at St Jerome’s.”
Keel steepled his fingers and, much to Paul’s surprise, gave him an answer to his own question. “I quickly realized when I began my investigations that I needed to be prepared against all forms of attack. I… analyzed various martial arts and took classes in Aikido.” A pause. “Then Evelyn taught me what I really needed to know.”
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